I love this, Jeff. It takes me right back to an afternoon in France when I saw my first (and only) kingfisher. My husband and I were having a lazy afternoon picnic by a stream in Brittany with our young children, who were playing on bales of hay. For me, the bird split the afternoon as it woke me up with its flash of colour! A delightful haiku.
June 30th, 2017 at 1:15 pm
Like your kingfisher haiku poem!
the tadpole
swims away
a frog~~~
June 30th, 2017 at 1:36 pm
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Kingfishers, whether river or mountain kinds, are wonderful to behold.
splitting the sky
a kingfisher lifts a branch
off the breeze
Alan Summers
Award Credit: Best of Mainichi 2014 (Japan)
June 30th, 2017 at 2:32 pm
__ Well sensed, Jeff… that sharp form of a Kingfisher, slicing the river to a minnow meal; nature's process.
limb diver
this belted kingfisher
water wings
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June 30th, 2017 at 5:46 pm
Wow! Best haiku I've read in years. So immediate.
July 4th, 2017 at 3:47 pm
I love this, Jeff. It takes me right back to an afternoon in France when I saw my first (and only) kingfisher. My husband and I were having a lazy afternoon picnic by a stream in Brittany with our young children, who were playing on bales of hay. For me, the bird split the afternoon as it woke me up with its flash of colour! A delightful haiku.
marion
October 23rd, 2017 at 8:15 am
thats cool, go swimming